[Intro]
And why do we call ourself 'n***as 4 Life'
Cause if we die we still gon' be some dead n***as
"You don't really think you're gonna get away, do you?"
"We haven't spotted them yet."
"But they're somewhere in the immediate vicinity."
[Verse 1: ApolloX]
100 Miles and Runnin'
ApolloX will be up on the Gunnin'
You not in my face so stop motherf**ing Frontin'
The situation will not be the hellacious bluntin'
I'm taking the fight to a level
Ima make the cops push on the pedal
And chase after me, so I start moving my feet
To the beat of the heat, then I keep the wheat like I'm making a big a** feat
Then they get up and they motherf**in creep
Defeat all the 5-0 that are in my way
Making em stay and decay up in the fray
When they get on the day, and they are up in the damn way of the layup oh what a motherf**in day
Forever a Compton believer, receiver, and reaver
ApolloX will be a Deceiver
50 to go, only one way to show
And in a minute Ima have a blow
Gettin a dollar for just one little flow
Keep the tounge and you'll get the dough
Trust me and stowaway your crow, so Poe
What you gonna to when the Operator sends back up to the location
Start Gunnin'
Cause ApolloX gonna get the title of 100 Miles of Runnin'
"Into this news. Four fugitives are on the run."
"FBI sources tell us that the four are headed"
"100 miles to their homebase, Compton."
[Dr. Dre]
Lend me a mutherf**in' ear
[Eazy-E]
So I can tell you why I'm...
[Verse 2: Dr. Dre]
Runnin' with my brothers, headed for the homebase
With a steady pace on the face that just we raced
The road ahead goes on and on
The sh** is gettin' longer than the mutherf**in' marathon
Runnin' on but never runnin' out
Stayin' wired and if I get tired, I can still try out
Hitchhikin' if that's what it gotta do
But nobody's pickin' up a n***a Witta Attitude
Confused...
Yo, but Dre's a n***a with nuthin' to lose
One of the few who's been accused and abused
Of the crime of poisonin' young minds
But you don't know sh** til you been in my shoes
And Dre is back from the C-P-T
Droppin' some sh** that's D-O-P-E
So f** the P-O-L-I-C-E!
And any mutherf**er that disagrees
Stuck and runnin' hard, hauling a**
Cause I been a n***a known for havin' a notorious past
My mind was slick - my temper was too quick
Now the FBI's all over my dick
[Verse 3: Eazy E]
Got the stick and runnin' just to find the gun that started the clock
That's when the E jumped off the startin' block
A 100 Miles from home and ,yo, it's a long stretch
A little sprintin' mutherf**er that they won't catch
Yeah, back to Compton again
Yo, it's either that or the Federal pen
Cause n***as been runnin' since beginning of time
Takin' a minute to tell you what's on my mutherf**in' mind
Runnin' like I just don't care
Compton's 50 miles but , yo, I'mma get there
Archin' my back and on a straight rough
Just like Carl Lewis I'm ballin' the f** out
From city to city I'm a menace as I pa** by
Rippin' up sh** just so you can remember I'm
A straight up n***a that's done in, gunnin' and comin'
Straight at yo a**
A 100 Miles and Runnin'...
[Interlude]
This one goes out to the four brothers from Compton
You're almost there, but the FBI has a little message for you:
"Nowhere to run to, baby. Nowhere to hide."
Good luck brothers
[Verse 4: MC Ren]
Runnin' like a n***a I hate to lose
Show me on the news but I hate to be abused
I know it was a set-up
So now I'm gonna get up
Even if the FBI wants me to shut up
But I've got 10 000 n***as strong
They got everybody singin' my "f** Tha Police" song
And while they treat my group like dirt
Their whole f**in' family is wearin' our T-shirts
So I'mma run til I can't run no more
Cause it's time for MC Ren to settle the score
I got a urge to kick down doors
At my grave like a slave even if the Ren calls
[Verse 5: Dr. Dre]
Clouds are dark and brothers are hidin'
Dick-tricklin' at the sunny mutherf**er's are ridin'
Started with five and, yo, one couldn't take it
So now there's four cause the fifth couldn't make it
The number's even - now I'm leavin'
We're never gettin' took by a b**h with a weave in
Her and the troops are right behind me
But they're so f**in' stupid, they'll never find me
[Verse 6: Eazy E]
One more mile to go through the dark streets
Runnin' like a mutherf**er on my own two feet
But you know I never stumble or lag last
I'm almost home so I better haul a**
Tearin' up everything in sight
It's a little crazy mutherf**er dodging the searchlight
Now that chase, the sh**, is done and
Four mutherf**ers goin' crazy with
A 100 Miles of Runnin'!
[Outro]
Stop! Stop! Stop! Stop!
Sa Prize, n***as!